episode_0129

The first person to open the door to the Agamakju naming center was Lina Frillwood.

“If you’re a man, let’s have Max, and if you’re a woman, let’s have Guinness.”

“Why do these names sound familiar?”

“What’s strange about a child born to a beer couple being named Beer?”

“First of all, our names are not brands.”

Honestly, I didn’t really like the name Ale either. Come to think of it, wasn’t that the name she came up with?

While I was hesitating to raise a question, Yoo-ju took the bait and began a full-fledged parade of beer brand names.

“How about Stella or Asahi-chan?”

“Oh! I thought about Asahi-chan too. If you’re a guy, go with Heineken.”

I was so shocked to see Lager agreeing with me that I clicked my tongue.

“Lager and ale are ridiculous enough, but you want to name your child after beer?”

“Why, it’s cute. Isn’t it okay if people don’t know when they hear it?”

“If people don’t know what they’re saying, why did they say it?”

“Oh, I see.”

Anyway, I didn’t want to name my child something related to beer.

But when I expressed that intention, this time I started naming things indirectly, avoiding direct mentions.

“Since it’s baby beer, how about ‘Amaek-ee’?”

“I think Beer 2 would be good too.”

“Since it’s baby beer, how about small beer?”

“Small Beer-chan! Nice!

These are real.

The two people who misinterpreted my uneasy expression as ‘I guess they haven’t come up with a name they like yet’ started to express their opinions more actively.

“Lager Ale Soju Beer! Let’s go with Lael-Soju Godin?”

“Wow! It sounds like a real name!”

“We’re naming it for real, us.”

No, it’s just a nickname. And that seems too grand to be a nickname.

“Or how about Obi-chan?”

“After all, domestic beer is the best.”

“If you’re a man, Terra seems good too!”

“That’s a very nice and dignified name.”

Guys, please don’t associate me with any more real brands.

But in the meantime, Dakota made a very important suggestion.

“First of all, I think it’s important to know whether it’s a man or a woman.”

However, despite being a good idea, this was something that was practically unacceptable.

“Dakota. The sex of the baby cannot be known until the second week of pregnancy.”

“Oh… I see. Then, which one would you rather have, a son or a daughter, Chloe?”

I think I’ve heard that there are many cases where people name their children with that kind of hope in mind. I glanced at Lager for a moment.

“What about you?”

When asked like that, Lager didn’t answer right away and trailed off saying, ““Um, well.””

Actually, I don’t have a particular gender preference, whether it’s Nana or a woman. I like men as men or women as women. But if there’s one thing I really want, it’s this.

“I hope my son will be handsome and tall like Lager.”

“Oh! I wish I had a daughter who was slim and pretty like you.”

“Oh, really?”

“Are we getting along well today?”

As he says that, he smiles happily, but the three people’s gazes are somehow unpleasant.

“Anyway, those who are there are adding up.”

Yuju and Dakota nodded vigorously at Lina’s words.

“As a token of apology, please name the child Maca.”

“I don’t like it. If that’s the case, I won’t apologize.”

“You are so terribly selfish.”

“Why me?!”

This is a bit unfair.

While this childish squabble continued, Dakota offered an insight.

“What about clouds?”

At those words, everyone stopped and looked at Dakota.

This reaction alone proves that the naming was excellent.

“Good. But how did you come up with that name?”

“That, um… .”

Did you get the idea from another strange place? Dakota looked at me with a suspicious expression and muttered, averting his gaze.

“… My favorite beer is Cloud.”

It’s surprising that someone who can drink two bowls of makgeolli has a favorite beer. But of all the names I’ve heard so far, it’s the one I like the most. It’s also a name that suits both men and women.

“Okay. Then let’s do clouds.”

“Oh! Did my opinion get accepted?”

“Your naming sense is good. Thank you.”

“I am the one who should be thankful.”

Cloud, it’s a name that really sticks to my mouth more than I thought and I like it.

I suddenly stroked my stomach and repeated, “Cloud, cloud.” Although my stomach was still a long way from full, I felt good because it felt like the baby was already responding with movements in my stomach.

*

Time really flies.

It seems like only yesterday that I was 2 weeks pregnant, but now it’s already my 20th week, and I’ve found out that Gureumi is a girl. I’ve made all the preparations to welcome Gureumi, including clothes for Gureumi, a bed specifically for Gureumi, toiletries specifically for Gureumi, and wet tissues.

In the meantime, the season changed from winter to summer, and the hot summer soon became fall. Even though we got married, our tiers remained the same, so we moved, and Lager took on the burden of my being unable to do anything.

Lager was great. Even though she was pregnant, it wouldn’t have been easy to hold back her lust for ten months, but the spunky guy who could easily do it five times once he started didn’t show any signs of it during the entire pregnancy.

─Don’t worry, I’ll have fun with you in my dreams every night.

I know I’m being humorous on purpose. As a woman, I know better. How precious and sensitive this period is.

I’ve been a man myself, so I know how difficult it is to suppress your sexual desires just for that reason.

“Lager.”

“Huh?”

“I’m so hungry.”

It’s the season when the wind gets colder and the fallen leaves change color beautifully. I went out for a walk, walked slowly, and sat down on a bench I saw nearby.

After Lager slowly sat me down, supporting my waist, he patted my stomach, which was as big as Namsan Mountain.

“Isn’t our cloud good? Don’t bother Mom.”

“What are you bothering me about? You’re whining because you want to see me soon.”

“I know, but it’s too hard for you.”

“It’s okay.”

Lager stroked my belly and whispered to me about the clouds.

“I love you, my daughter.”

Those words make me want to joke around for no reason.

“Me?”

“What are you?”

“Don’t you love me?”

“Of course I love you.”

“I hate to say it’s obvious.”

Hmm, Lager thought for a moment, then gave me a peck on the cheek and whispered while looking at me with deep eyes.

“I actually, when I was a woman, I thought about giving birth to your child.”

What is that, now?

I chuckled and rubbed my stomach.

“I gave birth to you, so I’m satisfied with that.”

It’s fun.

It’s amazing that we’re having this conversation.

You really became a couple, and a mother and father.

amazing.

That I am the mother and Lager is the father.

“Lager, but I’m really hungry today.”

“Really? Let’s go home quickly.”

“What week is it today?”

“Week 37.”

When I asked Lager if he had been counting the days every week, he immediately called out the date without even looking it up. That’s amazing.

I found out I was pregnant at the end of January, so I’m 37 weeks in…

It’s about time to come out now.

At that time, I was thinking like that.

“Sigh, ah… .”

The excruciating pain began to set in.

At the same time, a tremendous fear came over me.

“Ah, lager, me, ah, uh… !”

“Just a moment. I’ll call the hospital. Just hold on!”

“Ah, ugh, ugh… !!”

When it’s time to have a child.

The time has come to face the pain of separation.